MINA LOY – BLOOD ON ITS WINGS

MINA LOY – BLOOD ON ITS WINGS

I spent a rainy morning during the holidays reading British-born poet, Mina Loy. Mina was also an exceptional artist, a writer, playwright, novelist and painter.Nicholas Fox Weber in the New York Times said this about her, "This brave soul had the courage and wit to be original. Mina Loy may never be more than a vaguely familiar name, a passing satellite, but at least she sparkled from an orbit of her own choosing." Her poetry is stark and surrealistic and entirely her own, and all a bit radical for her time. Her strange, dissenting poetry is a wonder to behold!  Love Susie x

 

Love Songs

 

IX

 

We might have coupled

In the bed-ridden monopoly of a moment

Or broken flesh with one another

At the profane communion table

Where wine is spill't on promiscuous lips

 

We might have given birth to a butterfly

With the daily-news

Printed in blood on its wings

 

Mina Hoy

MINA LOY – BLOOD ON ITS WINGS

MINA LOY  - TEASING A BUTTERFLY 1902